"What is she asking about this?" Zhuyue stood beside Qiaoge and glanced at her from top to bottom, Zhuyue's voice has always been soft, but if he speaks to some people who need to be beaten and beaten, he will naturally be a little harder.

Qiaoge's head was lowered by three points, and out of the corner of his eye, he could only catch a glimpse of the wood hibiscus embroidered on the edge of Song Zhitian's watery skirt. "This slave maid is not clear, but she hugged the little young master and teased for a long time, and asked the little young master about his usual daily life, and finally brought up the young master to beat the slave and maid, and let the slave and maid take care of their tongues."

"It's worth the night you bother? It's just that I'm afraid that my son will be involved, so I'll ask the lady for shelter. Hmph, my mind is turning fast. A few words from month to month pulled the face of Qiaoge.

"It's about Song Yan, even if it's a small thing, it's a big thing. Qiaoge is motherly, and there is nothing wrong with being so cautious. Song Zhi's sweet jujube made Qiaoge stabilize her mind.

"Song, Miss Song is an unwilling person, as long as she doesn't breathe, no matter what situation she comes into, she will think of a way to earn it again!" Qiaoge's words coincide with Song Zhi's thoughts.

"This is reasonable, then you can help me watch more, if there is any abnormal idea, I will report it month by month." Three fingers covered his lips and yawned softly, Song Zhi was going to drive people away.

Qiaoge took two steps on her knees, and her figure flashed in front of her, and said, "What are you doing!?" ”

"The slave just wants to ask Qiao Fu, how is he doing?" Qiaoge had a flattering smile on her face, and she tilted her head, hoping to see a trace of compassion and emotion on Song Zhi's face across the body of the moon.

Zhuyue turned to look at Song Zhi, only to see her vain eyes, but nodded dispensably. Moon by Moon pulled out a piece of paper from under her makeup box and handed it to Qiaoge.

"Thank you, thank you, Miss." Qiaoge held the piece of paper as if she was holding some supreme treasure, and retreated respectfully.

Meteor led her out of the backyard of Ruyi Pavilion silently, and came back to restore Song Zhi's life, because tonight was a month-by-month night, so Meteor waited for Song Zhi to freshen up, so he left only one person in the inner room to guard the month-by-month.

"Miss, is this page really written by Qiao Fu?" Month by month took a handful of jade grates to comb Song Zhi's hair, and carefully combed the occasional knots at the ends of her hair.

Song Zhi laughed, "Yes or no, what's the difference?" She couldn't see this son left and right, even if she led him to send him to Qiaoge, she wouldn't dare to see it. ”

"Is the eldest prince really so heavy? I don't even want her own son to see her? The grate was stained with flower water, densely combed down, a handful of green silk was wet for most of the time, and her hair was wrapped in a very soft cotton cloth month by month, and after holding it, it was released, and most of the poetry was absorbed.

"Big brother's temperament is unpredictable." Song Zhi got into the quilt, the thick mattress gave her the illusion of lying on the clouds, An's birthday had been too long, and the things in her previous life gradually faded away, only the cold sweat on her forehead and behind her in the middle of the night dream, which made her shiver all over her body and wake her up.

It's been too long since you lived comfortably, and you've been so lax?

……

The afternoon heat in early summer has been a little strong, but there is a very dense banyan tree in front of the door of Lexiangzhai, which covers most of the heat, and only has a slight fragrance of gardenias, which is sporadically drilled into Lin's nasal cavity by a gust of breeze.

"You don't want to go out these months, and you don't feel bored when you stay with me all day long?" Lin's hair was loosely curled, and only a clear mutton fat hosta was inserted obliquely, and the rest of the clothes were not at all, showing a bit of pure beauty.

When Lin was pregnant with this child, she somehow always seemed to be more afraid of heat, and Dr. Xie said that this was because the fetus in her womb was healthy, so the heat was heavier. Song Zhi never believed him, and every time he sent him away, from the prescription to the residue, he would ask another doctor in the house to see it.

Lin was sometimes tired and impatient to deal with the two doctors, but he was persuaded by Song Zhi's soft voice, so he could only give up.

"Is my mother tired again?" Song Zhi saw that Lin's eyelids were like a thousand pounds, falling one after another, like butterflies eating honey among flowers, lingering, and even their wings were fanning slowly.

Lin Shi let out an 'um' sound, and his body softened. Roucui took the book in her hand and served her to carefully straighten her body on the soft collapse, so that she could sleep more comfortably.

"When my mother was pregnant with me, was she also so sleepy?" Song Zhi tilted her head and supported her cheeks with her hands, and the unicorn pendant made of green gold stuck to her cheek and rolled to her ears again.

Roucui covered the Lin family firmly with a soft blanket, not letting a trace of chill leak in, and after listening to Song Zhi's question, she seemed to remember the little doll like the pink dumpling at the beginning, so she smiled and said: "Madam is a good blessing, except when she was pregnant with the second son, the morning sickness was slightly more serious." The rest of the time, there is only one problem, drowsiness, and the more you sleep, the more charming you become. When others are pregnant with children, their complexion must not be damaged, which shows that Mrs. is a blessed person. ”

Roucui saw Song Zhi's thoughtful look, and added another joke, "Miss is a lady, and she should be like a lady in her arms." ”

I thought that Song Zhi would be shy, but I didn't want her to nod directly, but instead looked very agreeable, and said, "It's naturally best to be like a mother." ”

There was a cool breeze in the courtyard, which slowly flowed into Song Zhi's sleeves, and the folded magnolia on the sleeves plumped up at once, with a kind of full and clear state. The wind separates the skin from the brocade, and it is a little cool.

Song Zhi turned his head to see that the Lin family was still sleeping peacefully, only the hair on his cheeks moved slightly, so he didn't ask anyone to close the door. Meteor walked in lightly and whispered in Song Zhi's ear: "The wedding dress embroidered by the embroidery girls in the Cold Autumn Courtyard is simple, and it should be decorated with a piece of Nanzhu." ”

"Doesn't she want to get married? Do you still care what the wedding dress looks like? Song Zhi didn't want to disturb the tranquility of the Lin family, so he took the hand of the meteor and went to the shade of the grass and trees in the courtyard to speak.

"Somehow, when she learned that the second lady's wedding dress was embroidered with gold thread and silver filigree, and there were eight thumb-sized round pearls lined up at the waist, she didn't let go." Although the heat in the courtyard is a little pressing, the cool breeze is constant, but it is also refreshing. The words of the meteor were mixed with the sound of Konoha touching, and it was a little illegible.

However, Song Zhi heard it clearly, she picked up a fallen banyan leaf, broke it, and a stream of grass and trees slowly flowed out, and said: "How can the second sister marry into a powerful family, even if most of the internal force has declined, but the façade still has to pass." The wedding dress should naturally be more grand. ”

"It's a blessing that a woman like her can still marry the Qian family. The slave maid still feels sorry for the Qian family! Meteor sneered, "Although the Qian family is rich, it is not a family in the end, and there are some backgrounds that cannot be owned by a family." ”

"It's true." Song Zhi raised his hand, revealing a pair of flower-viewing red gold beaded bracelets on his wrist, it didn't matter what was next to him, he only said that the two pearls, one pink and one purple, were obtained by the pearl diver girl from Yazhou who dived into the deep sea, and there were only two. It can only be offered as an offering, and it is useless to spare you as much money as you have.

Emperor Shun'an rewarded Concubine Jia, who made it into a bracelet and sent it together in the bride price of the Dingbei Palace.

Meteor's eyes fell on the pair of bracelets, and praised: "Such a good thing, I don't think there will be anything in the Qian family's bride price." ”

"Although the second sister's wedding dress has been embroidered, the embroidery lady in the house still has to make a few more regular clothes for her, and I don't have time to make any wedding clothes for her, so let her give me some peace." Song Zhi said slowly, rubbing the leaves on his hands and crushing them. "In the future, don't let people report to your mother and disturb her peace."

"Yes." Meteor said respectfully, and took his own handkerchief to wipe the green juice on Song Zhi's fingertips.

……

The night is like ink, there is no bright moon, no starlight, and even the candle flames of ordinary people are only a few sporadic points. It should be because Shen Ang is seriously ill with suspicion, there is no curfew in the capital, but there is a place in Shuojing, and once the curfew is reached, Shuojing becomes a ghost town, silent and silent, which adds a lot of inconvenience to Song Ling and Zhou Jieping.

Song Ling's complexion is pale, and she has always been teased by Zhou Du these days, saying that this face is too eye-catching in the night, and it is not as good as her honey-colored skin, which is both manly and easy to hide in the night.

In the past few days, the two of them have been eating and sleeping in the open, and finally found a way to sneak into Shuojing quietly. Now that he is in a good mood, Zhou Jue actually has the heart to laugh.

"Don't spread your words to Jing Yu's ears, he is whiter than me." Song Ling naturally wouldn't argue with Zhou Du on such a trivial matter, so she only replied quickly, leaving Zhou Du speechless.

Song Ling won a point on his tongue, then raised his eyebrows, put on a pitch-black Zhong Kui mask, and stayed in the night sky like a harrier for only a moment before disappearing.

Zhou Jue felt bored and followed.

The two of them walked forward in the night for a stick of incense, and found a seemingly deserted compound, and the two of them crouched on the rubble of the diaphragm, "This place has been found out by spies in the early years, will it be used again?" ”

"It is precisely because it is so old and forgotten that it is time to investigate it. Moreover, the back door of this courtyard is just opposite the west gate of Shuojing, and if there is anything that cannot be seen, it is most convenient to enter from here. Song Ling said softly, a figure flashed in the courtyard, and his spirit was shocked, "Shhh, someone is here." ”

There was no candle flame in the courtyard, the man's face was indistinguishable, it happened that the sky was beautiful, a gust of wind blew away the thick clouds that blocked the bright moon, Zhou Jue and Song Ling involuntarily shortened their bodies to avoid being discovered.

The man was at ease, and he looked up at the moonlight, but he had a scholar-like face, not like a person who knew martial arts. That face gave Song Ling a vague sense of familiarity, he thought for a moment, fished out this person in his mind, and said curiously: "How could this person be here?" ”

"You know?" Zhou Jue heard his words and asked hurriedly.

"It was originally a student of my maternal grandfather's family, and he was kicked out for misconduct, but I never thought I would see it here." The rubble smelled rustic, Song Ling sneezed back, and the tone of her voice became strange.